PFC Chapter 1234: So Xie Yu Has a Hidden Illness
Chapter 1234: So Xie Yu Has a Hidden Illness
Zhi’er helped Xixi, meeting her deceased mother for the last time in a dream.After Xixi woke up, she was finally no longer sad.
The arrangement of this matter was perfect.
However, Zhi’er did not gain any merit from it.
As for the final merit, it’s truly unclear when it will appear.
Yet, the time left for her is already running short.
After nightfall.
Zhi’er and Feng Fuce once again arrived in Yan Country.
"Brother Fu Ce, you stay at the Yuan Residence; I’ll head to the palace. Last time I suddenly disappeared, that Emperor must have troubled Ruxin again."
Two days had passed since their last dream visit to Yan Country.
Mainly because Zhi’er had accompanied Bai Xilie in handling state affairs for two days and was busy with her own father deep into the night, leaving little time.
Feng Fuce glanced at the tightly closed gates of the Yuan Residence.
He nodded slightly, "Alright."
Zhi’er spun around and disappeared, while Feng Fuce headed towards the Yuan Residence’s door.
However, just as he took two steps forward, two old immortals suddenly descended in front of him.
Feng Fuce stopped in his tracks and raised an eyebrow, "You again?"
These two immortals were the ones who blocked his way last time, resulting in Feng Fuce angrily overturning the mountain.
The old immortals cupped their hands and smiled apologetically, "Please calm your anger, sir. We are not here to obstruct you this time."
"We actually came to thank you, because the mountain tremors you caused made the spiritual energy that was originally blocked suddenly flow and surge."
"Now, the spiritual energy in the mountains within a hundred-mile radius has come back to life."
"We are here specially to express our gratitude."
Feng Fuce narrowed his eyes slightly.
A moment later, he nodded, "Understood. Is there anything else?"
One of the old immortals said, "We noticed, sir, entering and leaving this mansion multiple times; you must be friends with them, right?"
"Since we said we wanted to thank you, we can’t just say it verbally. We originally wanted to present treasures and rare items, but assuming you are powerful in mana, you probably won’t deem them worthy..."
Feng Fuce furrowed his brow, "Get to the point."
The other immortal immediately said, "So, we specially came to remind you that the family you are viewing will face a catastrophic disaster in three days."
"The entire family will be put to death by the Emperor’s decree. The City God has obtained their roster from hell, and we happened to get a copy as well, please have a look."
The immortal handed over a thin, golden-glow-emitting booklet.
Feng Fuce took it and glanced at it.
The names of the other people in the booklet were blurred.
Only the members of the Yuan Residence, including the Regent King, Yuan Zhen, Yuan Ruxin, and Yuan Xi, as well as the loyal servants of the Yuan Family, totaling one hundred names.
All will die by the Emperor’s decree at the late Hai hour three days later!
Feng Fuce’s expression darkened slightly.
Does the Little Demon Pet know about this?
Meanwhile.
Inside the palace.
In the Emperor’s sleeping chamber, the Imperial Physicians were coming in and out, each looking tense.
The dark night enveloped them, and large lanterns shone, causing their shadows to sway.
From inside came the hushed voice of the Chief Eunuch—
"The Emperor’s illness..."
The Imperial Physician shook his head, "The Emperor’s ailment fell upon him in childhood and is probably difficult to treat."
The Chief Eunuch was somewhat agitated, "It’s all the Regent King’s fault! If not for him insisting that the Emperor ride horses and shoot arrows back then, how would the Emperor have fallen off the horse, making his ankle ache unbearably every time it rains or a gloomy day approaches?"
"The Emperor finds it difficult even to walk!"
Standing outside the window, Zhi’er couldn’t help but peek through the partially open window.
She saw the dragon bed with its yellow curtains drawn tight, unable to see the situation inside.